Jody Hill, who I created ‘Eastbound And Down’ and ‘Fist Foot Way’ with, was my best man at my wedding.
I had a 2-week courtship with a fellow student in the fiction workshop in Iowa and a 5-minute wedding in a lawyer’s office above the coffee shop where we’d been having lunch that day. And so I sent a cable to my father saying, ‘By the time you get this, Daddy, I’ll already be Mrs. Blaise!’
I sang a song at my sister’s wedding. My mother forced me into that, too. But that one felt all right.